Evening.

The grove behind Zhou's house.

Zhou An was demonstrating to Zhou Jian how to slaughter yellow eels, although the brothers went to the county seat yesterday to buy pots and pans, they mainly planned to eat with Zhou An's parents.

However, today's yellow eel, Zhou An said that he would burn it himself, and he rarely had this interest today.

"Nail it to the tree first, like this!"

Zhou An said, while grabbing a yellow eel, holding a thin nail in the other hand, and nailing the poor yellow eel to the tree, nailing the position of the head, you can imagine how it will twist the dying struggle, and then the egg?

The head is nailed through, no matter how hard you struggle, you can escape?

"Huh...... Big brother, this is too cruel, isn't it?"

Zhou Jian frowned.

"Stop talking nonsense! Look, I'll only demonstrate it once, and you'll take care of the rest!"

Zhou An ignored his hypocrisy, isn't the yellow eel growing out for people to eat? Just like flowers growing out are for people to pick.

Grabbed the front half of the twisted yellow eel with his left hand, pressed the yellow eel's belly with his thumb, Zhou An pinched the half of the scissors with his right hand, and swiped down the yellow eel's belly.

The thumb opened the knife edge, and the scissors edge of the right hand were attached to the spine above the yellow eel's belly, and it was scraped downward, and all the internal organs in the stomach came down.

The red eel blood stained Zhou An's hand, pulled out the nail casually, threw the slaughtered yellow eel into the plastic basin next to it, and then handed the bloody nail and scissors to Zhou Jian.

"It's your turn! Come on! Don't be shy!"

Zhou Jian took the thing with a sad face and retorted: "Who is shy? I'm afraid!"

Zhou An chuckled, "Then it's even more unnecessary! You just treat these yellow eels as your stepfather, find out how to feel!"

Zhou Jian glanced at him angrily, and while reaching out to grab a yellow eel, he said, "Big brother, don't talk too unrestrained! I didn't want to kill my stepfather!"

That being said, when he caught a yellow eel and nailed it to its head, he did not relentless at all.

When he used scissors to cut the yellow eel's stomach, there was a taste of gnashing his teeth, and his expression said that he didn't want to kill his stepfather, but Zhou An didn't believe it.

When the brothers slept in the same bed last night, Zhou Jian didn't spit out his bitterness to him, saying how bad his stepfather had been to him in the past few years, he simply worked more than a cow, ate less than a chicken, and slept later than a dog.

This is also the reason why Zhou Jian has been stealing things everywhere in the past two years, the age of teenagers is the age when he grows and is most likely to be hungry, he can't eat enough every day, and the taste of sour water in his mouth is not so pleasant.

Zhou Jian has never dealt with yellow eels, and his hands are raw, so his efficiency is not high.

Seventeen or eighteen yellow eels, it took him a little hour to get them all right, and Zhou An didn't urge him, just sat on the root of the tree next to him, while talking to him, while pointing out how to kill him more efficiently.

After all the yellow eels were killed, Zhou An went to the house to get the hammers for washing clothes, and took those yellow eels to the gangplank by the river, and beat them with the hammers one by one.

Beat each eel to a flat point and smash all the vertebrae.

Zhou Jian was puzzled, "Big brother, why do you want to beat it like this?"

"If you don't beat it, it won't burn!"

Zhou An replied casually.

After everything was processed, washed and taken home, Zhou An began to prepare old ginger, garlic, dried chili peppers and onions.

The old ginger is sliced, the garlic is cracked with the blade of a knife, the pepper is cut into sections, and the onion is cut into triangles, and then Zhou Jian is allowed to heat the pot under the stove.

Pure rapeseed oil poured into the hot pot and soon burned incense, slightly smoking, Zhou Jian stretched out his head in the corner of the stove to watch, Zhou An put the old ginger, garlic, and onion into the pot and fried it fragrantly, and put down the chili pepper segment, the spicy smell of the chili pepper and the aroma of ginger, garlic and onion were mixed together, and floated into Zhou Jian's nose, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Although the yellow eel meat has not yet been put into the pot, he only watched the eldest brother's method of stir-frying old ginger and garlic, and he already had a premonition that today's yellow eel must be delicious.

He couldn't wait.

"Burn a little bigger!"

Zhou An stir-fried while instructing Zhou Jian.

"Hey!" Zhou Jian agreed, and immediately went to increase the firepower in the stove, neither of them noticed that Zhou Taiqing happened to walk into Zhou An's house at this time, and went straight into Zhou Taihu's cultivation room.

"Big brother! You can't be so indulgent with Anzi, right? Do you really plan to raise the third son? Can you afford it? I can tell you, I won't raise it with you! Whoever gives birth to a son will raise it, and our family will not have a good time!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Taiqing opened his mouth angrily and said these words to Zhou Taihu.

Zhou Taihu frowned, and said angrily: "Second brother, you came to tell me about this?"

Zhou Taiqing stood in the center of the room with his waist crossed, nodding with a gloomy face, "Boss! I'm telling you the truth, I have a son to raise, but I don't have the energy to support the third son! Didn't my sister-in-law say a few days ago that when you were hospitalized, the third child went to see you? Then you should know where he is now, right? You tell me his current address, and I'll go to him! Li Yuezhi doesn't care about Xiaojian, and the third child hasn't come back yet? I know that he is chic himself, let us raise his son? Is there a reason in the world?"

Zhou Taihu lay at the head of the bed and didn't move, squinting at Zhou Taiqing, and suddenly asked, "Er! You are so excited, have you already raised Xiaojian?"

Zhou Taiqing rolled his eyes, "Isn't that something I understand? Although he hasn't let me raise it yet, he has a child, lives alone in the village, and his parents don't care about him, we are his eldest uncle and second uncle, we don't raise it, isn't it for the people in the village to scold?"

Zhou Taihu: "Do you still know that we are his eldest uncle and second uncle? When you said these words, you didn't think that when you and the third child were young, if I thought the same way, which of you two can grow up? Can you be a teacher now? Are you still the director of academic affairs?"

Zhou Taiqing waved his hand impatiently, and said angrily: "Boss! I'm telling you about Xiaojian, don't talk about these old yellow calendars! It's been so many years and you still turn it out and say, what's the point? Just give me the current address of the third child! I went to him myself, and I didn't let you go!"

Zhou Taiqing's attitude was seen in Zhou Taihu's eyes, and Zhou Taihu's face was so angry that he stared at Zhou Taiqing with an impatient face.

But now, he is just an illiterate farmer, Zhou Taiqing is already the director of Zhuyuan Primary School, in terms of social status and income, Zhou Taiqing has surpassed him by much.

In terms of age and body, Zhou Taiqing is now in the prime of life, strong and strong, and he is still lying on the bed and can't get off the ground, he has long been unable to be like when he was a child, if the two brothers are disobedient, he can beat or scold as a big brother.

At this moment, there was a strong aroma of stir-fried yellow eel outside.

Zhou Taiqing's nose moved, his Adam's apple moved, he swallowed his saliva, and glanced at the kitchen very unpleasantly, the aroma of yellow eel at this time reminded him that he and his son asked Zhou An to eat yellow eel, but they haven't eaten a bite yet.

As a result, he was even more unhappy.

"Okay! If you don't raise it, you won't raise it! You don't raise your son, right? If the third child doesn't come back, Xiaojian Laozi will raise it in the future! You hurry up! Don't be here to black Lao Tzu's eyes!"

Zhou Taihu, who had been staring at Zhou Taiqing for a long time, suddenly became angry and rushed Zhou Taiqing to get out.

Zhou Taiqing turned his head to look at it, and pointed his finger at Zhou Taihu, "Okay, boss, this is what you said, you just have to talk!"

After saying that, turn around and leave.